Chapter 302 A Trivial Gift
The boss was dumbfounded. What was he doing?!
Nowadays, it is different from later generations. Everyone knows CPR and chest compressions. In the eyes of the boss, it is just a customer who suddenly falls to the ground and another customer hits his chest with all his might.
Lu Youyou didn't have time to answer people's questions, so she gave instructions to her boss directly in the simplest language.
"Lift his chin and open his mouth."
"Ah?" The boss didn't react for a moment, and when he looked up, he met Lu Youyou's sharp gaze, "Ah, me? Ah, okay..."
In fact, he didn't know what he was saying, but because Lu Youyou's eyes were so determined, he subconsciously obeyed the order.
Although he hadn't done any strenuous exercise for a long time, after pressing for more than twenty times, Lu Youyou was already sweating profusely.
The golden rescue window is only a few minutes long and cannot be stopped.
The boss also realized that he was trying to save someone, and stammered, "What can I do?"
Lu Youyou didn't answer. She needed adrenaline and a defibrillator, but unfortunately neither was realistic.
CPR is not always effective, and if it doesn't work you have to keep repeating the process.
Lawrence suffered a heart attack when she was shot while going out. Has her luck finally run out?
Boom, boom, boom…
Just as Lu Youyou was preparing to perform artificial respiration, a faint heartbeat sounded again in Lawrence's chest.
Lu Youyou didn't dare to stop and continued pressing a few more times until Lawrence's eyes trembled and slowly opened.
"Can you hear me?"
Lawrence nodded after several seconds. If the room wasn't quiet enough, his voice would be almost inaudible.
Lu Youyou breathed a sigh of relief, and after relieving the force, he knelt on the ground. Only then did he feel that his entire arm was sore and swollen, and he couldn't even lift his hand.
Sweat dripped down his chin to the floor, making a wet circle.
The boss looked at Lawrence still lying on the ground. He wanted to help but didn't dare to move. He could only ask Lu Youyou with a worried look on his face.
"Do you want to help him up?"
Lu Youyou nodded, and now it was her turn to speak and gasp: "Help him, against the wall..."
The boss was more careful in helping the man than moving porcelain, for fear that if he used too much force Lawrence would pass out again.
"Thank you..." Lawrence covered his heart, his face still pale.
There was no sound outside the store, and no one knew what was happening next door.
At this time, the sound of police sirens came closer and closer. The boss was overjoyed: "The police are here. They came so quickly. In the past, we would never see anyone for half an hour."
Lu Youyou looked up and saw several police cars arriving, followed by an ambulance.
Soon, a group of people who looked like bodyguards came straight to the antique shop and kicked the door without saying a word. The big and heavy old-fashioned wooden door looked like it was made of paper.
The boss's happiness lasted only three seconds before he was frightened again. Who is this? Aren't they the police?
The bodyguards filed in, followed by medical staff carrying a stretcher.
The doctor quickly fed Lawrence two pills and put him on a stretcher. Lawrence opened his eyes with difficulty and looked at Lu Youyou.
"Lu, let's go to the hospital together. Your hand needs to be bandaged."
Lu Youyou was rushing to rescue the patient and her right hand scraped against the metal desk lamp, leaving a long bloody cut that is still bleeding.
Lu Youyou was so nervous that she didn't notice it herself. If Lawrence hadn't mentioned it, she wouldn't have felt any pain.
The group came and left quickly, and in the end Lu Youyou also got into the ambulance.
She described Lawrence's illness and the details of the cardiopulmonary resuscitation in such detail that the nurse following the car kept looking at her curiously.
The doctor put an oxygen mask and monitoring equipment on Lawrence, and then asked, "Ms. Lu, are you a medical student?"
"No, I just happen to know some first aid knowledge."
Although the mask covered the corners of his mouth, one could still see a smile in the doctor's eyes.
"Without the assistance of any device, Ms. Lu's treatment was completely in line with medical standards. A professional doctor would not have done more than that."
Lawrence is sober now, and looks at Lu Youyou with gratitude in his eyes.
The medicine was not on him, and if Lu Youyou hadn't been there, he might have died.
The ambulance quickly arrived at New York Presbyterian Hospital. Lawrence was sent to the emergency room. Lu Youyou was also taken away for bandaging and a full body examination was also given as a gift.
By the time Lu Youyou finished the examination, two hours had passed. When she came out, she met Professor Hopkins who had hurried over.
As soon as he saw Lu Youyou, Hopkins gave her an anxious hug. His heart jumped out of his throat when he received the news about the shooting and rescue.
He first met Lawrence's family. Lawrence was currently in stable condition. Knowing that Lu Youyou was undergoing examination, he immediately came over to wait for her.
Now that he saw someone, his pounding heart finally slowed down a little.
"Lu, are you okay? How do you feel now? Are you feeling unwell?"
"Professor, I'm fine."
The hospital arranged a very detailed examination to ensure that not even a hair on her head was damaged.
"Phew, I was so scared. What if something happened? I... Fortunately, nothing happened!"
Professor Hopkins felt a little scared. Lu Youyou was only a few years older than his granddaughter and was alone. If she got hurt, he didn't know who to contact.
A middle-aged man in a black suit nearby waited patiently until Hopkins finished expressing his concern before stepping forward.
"Professor Hopkins, Miss Lu, the hotel has been arranged. Are you two going over now?"
Professor Hopkins said to Lu Youyou, "It's too late today. Stay for one night and we'll leave tomorrow."
Lu Youyou looked at her watch. It was already past six in the afternoon and she would definitely miss the flight.
There was a Rolls-Royce Silver Spirit parked in front of the hospital. The man in the suit took the initiative to open the door, politely and courteously.
Bodyguards, butlers, luxury cars, attentive service from one of the most famous hospitals in the United States, and a suite at the St. Regis in New York. The man in the suit even had dinner arranged for him.
What was Lawrence's last name? I think it was Rockefeller?
Lu Youyou originally thought it was just a coincidence, but it turned out that this Rockefeller was that Rockefeller.
The legendary person who would inherit a huge fortune if he didn't do research well was right next to her. If it weren't for today's accident, she wouldn't have noticed it.
After taking a shower in the evening, Lu Youyou dried her hair and waited for the masseur to come.
I have to say that the wealthy housekeeper's professional qualities are first-class. He knows that chest compressions will cause arm muscle fatigue, and even arranged an essential oil spa.
The masseur came and left quietly, and Lu Youyou lay on the bed drowsy.
Suddenly the phone in the room rang. When Lu Youyou answered the phone, she was still thinking, could it be that some midnight snack was arranged?
"Ms. Lu, Mr. Lawrence has prepared a thank-you gift for you."
Lu Youyou was silent for a moment. Wasn't this a bit too polite?
As if knowing that she wanted to refuse, the person on the other end of the phone said again.
"Compared to your help, this is just a small gift. Mr. Lawrence asked me to deliver it to you."
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